Текст: Deas Vail. This Place Is Painted Red. Before Midnight.

Living battle faces on,
masking actions in the wrong.
Superheroes imitate,
and come around when it's too late.

I know that we'll make time
and set this right, tonight.
Tonight

Thankful for this, fame we take.
For the complication we create.

And I know, somehow,
we'll be fine, tonight
Tonight